Letra Nine Hundred Miles de Barbara Dane

Letra de Nine Hundred Miles

Barbara Dane


Nine Hundred Miles
Barbara Dane
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Well I'm goin down the track, I got tears in my eyes
Tryin to read a letter from my home
If this train runs me right, I'll be home by tomorrow night
Cause I'm nine hundred miles from my home
And I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow
Oh this train I ride on is a hundred coaches long
Hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
If this train runs me right, I'll be home by Saturday night
Cause I'm nine hundred miles from my home
And I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow
I will pawn you my watch, I will pawn you my chain
Pawn you my golden diamond ring
If this train runs me right, I'll be home by tomorrow night
Cause I'm nine hundred miles from my home
And I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow
I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow
I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow


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